Jessica went over to her sister’s today to lend a hand with Christmas presents. (I plan on waiting until the last minute, especially since Jessica already “accidentally” found one of the presents from me and Namine). Since some of said presents were for Namine, and since I had to go back to work today, she dropped her off at my mom’s house, where she spent the day with my mom and sister.
Both Jessica and I are introverts. We are more comfortable with a small number of close friends, we don’t like parties or loud noise (for my part, except for music – but usually with headphones on or by myself in the car), and we treasure our alone-time. Namine exhibits many of the same qualities.
Since getting the okay from her cardiologist to resume physical therapy in her walker, Namine has continued to improve. She is up to walking for ten minutes in her walker, at two minute intervals with thirty-second breaks in between.
Contrary to how the saying goes, Namine has nothing close to contempt for her palatal prosthetic. Quite the opposite – she’s willing to put it in, and is doing quite well with the every-other-day plan prescribed by the speech pathologist.
We cleaned the apartment over the weekend. It’s been quite a while since we cleaned – heck, since we had time to clean – the apartment, but very nearly top to bottom, we did it. All three of us. Namine did her part, too.
Come again, some other… never. Yeah, let’s go with never. Namine’s pediatrician called us; the culture they took last week on her MRSA infection – or what was left of it – came back negative. This is great news, a step toward getting her taken off contact isolation status.
I had to figure out how to iterate through a collection with potentially infinite children in a JSP, so I thought I’d make a protip for future reference. Turns out, it was actually pretty easy.
We have a prescription for Namine’s glasses. We get our glasses at the VisionWorks in the mall, so it made sense to get Namine’s there, too. We also just so happened to have one a free train ride, so we decided to make a day of it.
I love Namine’s imagination.
Some days ago, Namine woke crying from a nightmare. I was still awake, fortunately, so I was able to rush in almost immediately.